Mrs. Lion (Page 169)

We are about to embark on our only camping trip of the season. We had one other scheduled in June, but our dog Daisy wasn’t doing well, so we canceled. I have no idea how Willow, our three-month-old golden retriever, will do in the camper. She hasn’t been in it. She’s housebroken in the sense that the back door is open at home, and she can go out through the screen any time she wants. What’s going to happen in the camper? We shall see.

I have to get things ready and ferry them out to the camper. We don’t normally cook while we’re away. We eat breakfast, but lunch and dinner are usually grabbed along the way during our excursions. I don’t know how we’ll handle excursions this time around. The puppy has to be in her crate if we leave her. We either have to take the dog with us or take shorter trips. She whines when she’s in the car unless we listen to music. Like Lion, she’s partial to classical.

If we stay around the camper more of the time, Lion will be bored. He says we could have just stayed home if we’re going to sit around. That’s true, but we don’t do many “camping” things. We don’t cook out. We don’t sit around the campfire. [Lion — No one does this year. Fires are banned.] We don’t really camp. We drag our hotel around behind us. I imagine we’ll bring the dog with us most of the time. Either way, she’ll be snoozing.

We’re going to a place we’ve visited many times before. I always wonder what’s left to explore, but we usually manage to find something new. Plus, there’s always the chance to revisit places we like a lot. This area also has the potential of having nice fruits and vegetables. Lion likes that part. I’ve had my watermelon. I’m good for the year. Of course, if you want to add some fruit to sangria and force me to drink it, I wouldn’t argue with you.

Today we take the psycho puppy in for a check up. She’s growing so fast. She’s much longer and taller than she was a few short weeks ago. The only thing I don’t like about puppy-dom is the teething. I can deal with waking up early but I do not like being chomped on. She bit my hand and she must have hit a nerve because I could barely move my thumb for a day. It’s better but still hurts. Yeah. I’m looking forward to teething being over.

I finally gave Lion his “just because” spanking. By the end I was whomping him pretty hard. He’s advocating for only one “just because” spanking per week rather than the two I’ve been trying to do. I guess I’ll agree to that. However, if he breaks a rule he’ll get that punishment and a “just because” spanking. Does that mean I have to be more vigilant to make sure he’s spanked twice a week? At least twice a week.

This morning he said it hurts to sit. I’d think so. I got him red overall and drew some blood because I was using the bloodwood ferrule. It doesn’t draw blood because it’s bloodwood. It draws blood because it’s mean and I was really laying into him. I didn’t even make it to the spoon shaped paddle. I also didn’t make it till the end of the timer. We had a minute left but I was happy with my work. Lion wasn’t. Poor buns.

I think we may have jinxed him by saying he’s been easy to edge. He was not last night. There may be several factors. I wasn’t sucking him the same way. I wasn’t tickling his balls from the beginning either. I was massaging/grabbing them. I don’t want him to get used to tickling. I also know (think) he likes having his balls massaged and grabbed. Ultimately, I changed back to tickling to see if it made a difference.

I’m not sure how long I sucked him. I took a few breaks to see if he was close but I had to stop short. I was sweating and my neck was hurting. I’m sure it felt good even if he didn’t quite make it to the edge. There’s always tonight.

Yesterday was cloudy. It wasn’t as rainy as many had hoped. I definitely think the clouds affect me. I was tired, and the day was long. I put together the dog’s new grooming table when I got home, hoping to trim her talons. I’m sure Daisy had sharp claws, too, but I only remember her sharp teeth. Unfortunately, the grooming table needs another part to be able to use it effectively. So I went off to make dinner.

I don’t remember if Lion fell asleep or not while I cooked. We decided on pasta because we were very unimaginative. I made a salad too and put together Willow’s bigger crate. She’s not ready for it yet, but she will be soon. By the time I got dinner done, I wasn’t really hungry. I’m not sure I ever was. I ate the salad and a little of the pasta.

After I washed the dishes, I didn’t feel like spanking Lion. I knew I had limited energy, and I thought it would be put to better use sucking him. I knew he’d like that idea. When I was done with my shower, it was clear the pasta was sitting in my stomach like a brick. I have no idea why I wasn’t hungry, but I was too full even though I didn’t eat much. I tried to snuggle with Lion, but I had to beg off when it was clear I wouldn’t be able to do anything sexual.

We watched TV, and around 11, I was waking up from a nap I didn’t realize I had taken. I must have been really tired. I don’t normally fall asleep as easily as Lion does. I have to figure out how to keep the dog awake more during the evening, so she sleeps all night. Then maybe we can sleep uninterrupted. I look forward to that night.

This morning the dog woke me at 5. At least we eliminated the 4 o’clock doggy alarm. She went out and then she was looking to play. I’m glad someone was wide awake. A little after 6, she raced into the bedroom and gave Lion a slurp to wake him up. By 6:45, she was curled up on my shoes. Is it wrong of me to want to wake her up?

It’s Wednesday, and I’m not even going to pretend I’ll spank Lion tonight. I’ll be lucky if I can suck him. Well, I guess he’ll be lucky if I can suck him.